Tag Archives: aging

SOME THINGS NEVER CHANGE

Posted on April 26, 2019 by Carol Bryant

One week into our Down Under adventure and I’m feeling a growing connection to the young woman I was before kids and mortgage and life in the burbs morphed me into a responsible adult.  Odd that I never noticed the … Continue reading →

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SECOND VERSE NOT QUITE THE SAME AS THE FIRST

Posted on April 8, 2019 by Carol Bryant

Thirty five years ago I was single, touring the world with a tall, dark and handsome Aussie.  Zimbabwe…Switzerland…Vanuatu…Egypt… The world beckoned and we made the most of his Qantas flight benefits. We’d close up our flat in Sydney, put the … Continue reading →

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BLUE BIRDS OVER THE WHITE CLIFFS OF DOVER

Posted on March 4, 2018 by Carol Bryant

He was sitting in a well-worn recliner, head rolled back, dozing in the sunshine slanting through the tall window. The room was standard institutional bland but he made it look almost classy with his dapper, baby blue sweater vest, pressed pants and shock … Continue reading →

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CARPE DIEM

Posted on October 17, 2016 by Carol Bryant

The room is dark.  The technician is polite… professional… distant. “Any history of cancer?” she asks. Cancer? God no. We’re looking for gallstones, right? Find the stones. Remove the stones. Easy peasy. Cancer? Why did she ask that? I lie … Continue reading →

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I JUST NEVER KNEW

Posted on September 14, 2016 by Carol Bryant

I never knew how much it hurts when your mother dies.  The nurse in me had always accepted that death is inevitable. No one lives forever. Everyone loses their parents eventually. It’s the natural order of things.  Except when it is your mother … Continue reading →

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ACROSS THE GREAT DIVIDE

Posted on March 25, 2016 by Carol Bryant

Ace, ice, elevate. Gulp down a handful of Advil and my bruised ankle should feel better in no time. If only it was that easy to heal my bruised ego. It’s 2AM, hours after my latest embarrassing clash with the … Continue reading →

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AND THE PAINTED PONIES GO UP AND DOWN

Posted on March 1, 2015 by Carol Bryant

My daughter, Cassie, turns 30 today. As much as that is certainly a milestone worthy of celebrating, I will also be celebrating my own milestone today. March 1, 1985 was the day that I first stepped onto the never-ending, always-spinning … Continue reading →

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NEVER TOO OLD TO GIVE IT A GO

Posted on December 17, 2014 by Carol Bryant

For years, I blamed my mother for my prematurely white hair. Ever since high school, when the first wisps of white appeared at my temples, I hated our shared genetic flaw. I can’t count how many hours, and dollars, I … Continue reading →

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GRANNY GOES SHOPPING

Posted on August 21, 2014 by Carol Bryant

I had fully intended to blog this time about nursing. Really I did. After all, that is the subject of my memoir so that is what I intended to focus on in my blog. But, growing old just keeps distracting … Continue reading →

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WEIGHTY THOUGHTS

Posted on July 30, 2014 by Carol Bryant

At my age, weight control is no longer about attempting to diet down to some unattainable model’s measurements. That ship sailed so long ago I suspect it has circumnavigated the globe 10 times or more. Likewise, it would be pointless … Continue reading →

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